The lotus seed soup was filled with colorless and tasteless drugs, and as long as Huang Feng drank it, he would become paralyzed and weak, and let Huang Jie and Xiao Feifei slaughter him. Xiao Feifei is Huang Feng's wife. Of course, it is most appropriate for her to deliver such soup, and Huang Jie is only responsible for cutting his father's throat with a knife.

Huang Jie stared at Huang Feng, his hand had already quietly reached into his clothes, ready to draw his Huilong knife.

Xiao Feifei stood aside and looked at Huang Feng with a smile, this stepmother is also a strange woman, she didn't even blink her eyes when she murdered her own husband. How to say it, it really responds to the old saying, not a family, not a family.

The family is all wonderful, and they all want to kill their wives one by one. One wants to kill her husband one by one, and the other wants to kill her father with one mind.

Huang Feng only took a sip, a small sip. Suddenly, his complexion changed. Then with a backhand flick, the bowl of lotus seed soup was all over Xiao Feifei's face. Xiao Feifei screamed "ah", and before she could react to what was going on, she was grabbed by Huang Feng by the collar and threw it hard.

Huang Feng's overwhelming scolding had already exploded like firecrackers: "Fucking little bitch, you dare to drug me?!" "

Xiao Feifei's head slammed into the wall with a "bang", Huang Feng's strength was so great, Xiao Feifei's head was like a bursting watermelon, and blood splattered on the spot. Fell to the ground and died. At the moment of death, his eyes were still wide open, and he obviously couldn't see it.

Huang Feng didn't even have the slightest intention of repentance, and wanted to rush over and continue to ravage Xiao Feifei's corpse. Huang Jie gasped, pulled out the dragon knife and chased after it, and then slashed at Huang Feng's back, and a huge hole was immediately torn open.

Ordinary people were hit by Huang Jie's knife, even if they didn't die, the whole person flew out, but Huang Feng was still standing as steady as Mount Tai. Blood gushed out. Suddenly soaked Huang Feng's entire back. Huang Jie didn't dare to stay, and slashed over again.

But Huang Feng had already turned around, and without waiting for Huang Jie's knife to cut down, he smashed Huang Jie's chest with a hard punch. Huang Jie let out a "wow", spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out upside down, hitting the rocking chair where Huang Feng was lying before.

With a "click", the wooden rocking chair suddenly fell apart, and before Huang Jie could react, Huang Feng had already rushed out again, like an eagle catching a chicken, grabbed his son's collar with one hand, and threw him out of the yard.

With a "bang", Huang Jie's body fell to the ground again and landed in the middle of the courtyard. He held the knife tightly in his hand, and this time, before Huang Feng could rush out, he quickly stood up and prepared the best attack posture.

Huang Feng finally ran out, he was like a vigorous cheetah, roaring with full anger - but if you look closely, this cheetah's movements are still sluggish and stagnant, after all, the wound on its back is quite oozing.

Even Huang Feng may not be able to withstand it.

Huang Jie slashed out.

There are not many people who can avoid his knife, but Huang Feng is one of them. As soon as Huang Feng's body deviated, Huang Jie's knife was cut into the air. Huang Feng punched out again, this time hitting Huang Jie's ribs, and Huang Jie's body flew up again.

Huang Feng's boxing is called Overlord Boxing, the legend is a set of boxing methods handed down by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, boxing as its name suggests, domineering, domineering, rampage, who else is I, the world, only Lao Tzu is the only one!

As soon as the overlord fist comes out, who will compete!

The taste of being hit by the overlord's fist is really uncomfortable, even Huang Jie can't stand it. Huang Jie knew that he was going to die this time, but his right hand was still tightly gripping the Huilong Knife, looking for an opportunity to kill Huang Feng with one blow.

But Huang Feng obviously didn't give him this opportunity.

Huang Feng rushed over again, although the wound on his back was terrifying enough, it only had a slight impact on his physical fitness, and he could still crush his son who didn't know whether he was alive or dead in his eyes without any suspense.

Huang Feng rushed over and was about to kick Huang Jie hard, but a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him and slammed into Huang Jie's body, as if he wanted to block this kick for Huang Jie. Huang Feng looked at it and saw that it was a very beautiful girl.

Huang Feng's brain broke for a moment, and soon came back to him: "You are my son's woman?" "

"Yes, I am." Alice stood in front of Huang Jie, and said with a calm face: "If you want to kill him, kill me again." "

Huang Jie gasped for breath, and after two overlord punches in a row, he didn't even have the strength to speak. This time the assassination failed, and I am afraid that my life will be in danger. It's nothing that he dies, but how can he let Alice die with him?

How could he let a woman protect himself?

He wanted to reach out and push Alice away, but he couldn't do it even with this small gesture.

"Hahaha" Huang Feng suddenly laughed: "I thought that my son casually found a Fengyue woman to play with, but I didn't expect this woman to be willing to die for him." Okay, just rush at you, and I'll spare your life! "

With that, he grabbed Alice with one hand and threw Alice aside.

Then, he kicked Huang Jie's stomach hard, and with every kick, Huang Jie was about to vomit a mouthful of blood. The Thirteen Arhats finally rushed out of the courtyard and came over to dissuade Huang Feng's behavior, but Huang Feng told them to get out of the way.

"Whoever dares to come, I will kill him together!"

No one dared to go up again. Alice tried to pounce, but was dragged by someone. Seeing Huang Jie being kicked to death, Alice, who was helpless, howled and cried in despair. I don't know how long it took, Huang Jie was already kicked and dying, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

Huang Feng bent down, lifted Huang Jie up, and broke out of the door in a hurry. No one knew where Huang Feng was going, and no one dared to ask him. Alice wanted to chase after her, but was still stopped, and they comforted Alice: "It's okay, the big boss won't really kill him"

Outside the door, Huang Feng strode through the sewage-ridden alley, crossed the busy street, turned two more intersections, and stopped in front of a modest tailor's shop, where he listened to a dilapidated van.

Huang Feng threw Huang Jie into the van, lit the fire and drove away.

Huang Jie sat in the co-pilot, his mind was groggy, he didn't know where Huang Feng was going to take him. If you want to kill him, why bother so much, do you have to go to the crematorium?

Huang Jie's injuries were really not light, his internal organs were almost broken, and Huang Feng's driving style was extremely strong, no matter whether he stepped on the accelerator or the brakes, he was stepping on it to death. Huang Jie was shaken twice, and then fainted.

"Fuck, useless thing." Huang Feng spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

When Huang Jie woke up again, the car had stopped, and Huang Feng was pulling him under the car. Huang Feng grabbed Huang Jie's back collar, as if he was carrying some goods, or some kind of pig and sheep, and walked forward with a "click".

In the eye, there are some tables, chairs and benches, as well as fires and stoves, apparently entering some roadside stall.

Huang Feng wants to eat?

Huang Feng threw Huang Jie in a certain seat, where could Huang Jie's body still sit still, and he fell directly to the ground. Huang Feng didn't care, but sat opposite with a golden knife, patted the table and shouted, "Lao Yang, serve me two bowls of mutton soup!" "

"Hmm." A lazy voice came.

Old Yang? Sheep soup? Huang Jie felt that this place was somewhat familiar. He opened his eyes, and because he was lying on the ground, he could only see two legs standing up next to the fire. It's really - where the monkeys once took them.

The sheep soup, known as the first in Dragon City, is sold for 100 yuan a bowl, and the delicious food can make people cry.

Huang Feng even knew about this place?

"Hey, you, can you still stand up?" Huang Feng suddenly scolded fiercely.

Huang Jie has one of the biggest characteristics, that is, he never admits defeat.

So, he slowly supported the table legs, supported the table legs, and leaned on the tabletop, even though every movement made him feel pain, he still slowly stood up, and then sat down firmly opposite Huang Feng.

Huang Jie glared at Huang Feng fiercely: "If you want to kill, kill it, what tricks do you play?" "

Huang Feng smiled hesitantly: "Before you die, you can taste the first sheep soup in Dragon City, and it will be in vain." "

"I've drunk it."

"Have you ever drunk?!" Huang Feng's eyes widened: "Who brought you here?" "

"Monkey, that is, the little young master of the Sun family."

"Oh" Huang Feng thought thoughtfully: "That guy Sun Lingyun brought his son here early." Fuck, it's good to have a son, I have a son now, hahahaha"

Huang Jie frowned, completely unable to understand what Huang Feng meant.

"Is this your son?" Next to the fire, Lao Yang said lazily while making sheep soup: "He looks much better than you." "

"Fuck, you just make your lamb soup, what's the bullshit?"

Lao Yang closed his mouth and slowly made his mutton soup.

"Lao Yang, is my son good-looking, or Sun Lingyun's son good-looking?" Huang Feng asked.

Lao Yang did not speak.

"Are you deaf?" Huang Feng slapped the table.

"You didn't let me speak." Old Yang yawned.

"Am I your father, and you listen to me so much?" Clamp the formation brother.

"Sun Lingyun's son is good-looking." Lao Yang seemed to be deliberately retaliating.

"Fart!" Huang Feng scolded: "Let go of your mother's stinky shit!" Sun Lingyun's son looks like a monkey, only ribs are left, where is my son good-looking?! His eyes widened, and his eyebrows rose high.

"By the way, it's been a long time since the three of you have been here together." Lao Yang didn't care about Huang Feng's anger at all.

"Come on, Lin Wuyi is already dead, killed by his men! Hahaha, Lin was arrogant all his life, but in the end he was killed by his own men! "

Lao Yang paused for a moment to make the mutton soup before he started again.

No one saw that a cloudy tear slowly slipped down his wrinkled old face.